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Judith scanned the doors critically, her brows puckered and her head aslant. "That was generous of him. But why?" "Yes. I was ill, as I have said, and my mother was watching by my bedside. Usually it is Dido who does so. I asked my mother about Dido, and she said that Dido had asked permission to go out for the evening.".
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